Long story somewhat short: Yesterday I dropped Ms. Bubba off at the airport at 0'dark 30 so she could spend the weekend with the girl child in Austin, TX. I didn't have anything I had to do so I thought "Self what would you like to do"? Well I hadn't stuck a toe in the ocean for almost a year and San Diego is only 6 or 7 hours west.....hummmm can you say road trip?
I threw a couple of changes into the T-Bags, hung 'em on the V2K and headed West. I ended up in Carlsbad, CA, stuck a toe in the Pacific (yes it is still cold), watched a beautiful sunset as I ate fish and chips, and drank a couple of cold ones. After a good night's rest I rode the coast road to L.A., hung a right on I-10 and rode it like I stole it all the way home. Made it in time to see a great Tucson sunset, I'm not sure which sunset was better. They were both pretty spectacular.
BTW, I know the picture sucks but once I strap a machine to my a** I don't stop except for fuel. Old training is hard to break
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